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ten toe$ - m6rtz lyrics

[intro]
d*mn jimmy that’s some serious gourmet sh*t!

[verse 1: martz]
running your house like i’m dennis
i’m moving the ball and that sh*t ain’t even tennis
i’m up in your b*tches mouth like a dentist
i’m smoking on gas like an anti*semitic
if i see a baccy, know i gotta get it
and like it’s gymnastics b*tch i gotta flip it
ain’t see no rain and you know that i’m drippin
thinking bout trappin ain’t worried bout trippin

[chorus]
don’t love my tracks and you’re slow in the head c*nt
grabbing that mac and fill him up with led c*nt
up in the trap and i’m getting my bread c*nt
better watch out cause i’m pressing your meds c*nt
[?] through the aus post
i got the acid and it’s coming by the truckload
you wanna know about my cash? i got a f*ck load
and you know that i be staying f*cking ten toes
don’t love my tracks and you’re slow in the head c*nt
grabbing that mac and fill him up with led c*nt
up in thе trap and i’m getting my bread c*nt
bettеr watch out cause i’m pressing your meds c*nt
[?] through the aus post
i got the acid and it’s coming by the truckload
you wanna know about my cash? i got a f*ck load
and you know that i be staying f*cking ten toes
[verse 2: taj bates]
ten toes, got an automatic
[?] spastics
if you got money, we gotta have it
[?] we need more acid
marts got a bag, now he flips it
aus post, as we gifted
tree sap caps and we sell them to your sisters
scamming for years accounts getting shifted
[?] buds and some water for dinner
[?] money but i don’t need no job
but i work everyday and i’m not gonna stop
you don’t like our tracks cause you’re slow in the head c*nt
you can’t get a refund cause you just got robbed c*nt
we took
[?] and [?] and we made this song c*nt
i can’t keep money
cause i spend it on bongs c*nt
i say it again you’re not getting a refund
selling drugs is an addiction, it’s fun
we snitched on ourselves and we don’t give no f*cks
there’s no real evidence
good luck

[outro: martz]
don’t love my tracks and you’re slow in the head c*nt
grabbing that mac and fill him up with led c*nt
up in the trap and i’m getting my bread c*nt
better watch out cause i’m pressing your meds c*nt

- m6rtz lyrics

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